Chapter 36: Academics and Dreams (Asking for Favorites, Asking for Follows)

After the meal, Yuan Weihong, who had drunk a little wine, walked back with the two students.

After Yuan Weihong treated them to the meal, the anesthesiologist and circulating nurse and others naturally thanked him and went their separate ways, not rudely disturbing Yuan Weihong's walk with the students.

"Right, you two, do you feel that current medical students happen to be in a very confused period?"

"Speaking of writing papers, writing papers doesn't push clinical diagnosis and treatment techniques much."

"Speaking of not writing papers, others are writing them, and when job hunting, the treatment for doctors with papers and doctors without papers is worlds apart?" Yuan Weihong tilted his head and asked.

Yuan Weihong also deliberately chose this time point; Fang Ziye's graduation thesis only needed minor revision to prepare for the master's defense, and he currently had the qualification to study for a doctorate, so the pressure had eased.

And Jie Han was currently only in his master's first year; with his attainment in writing papers and basic skills, he basically didn't need to worry about graduation and doctoral study problems. For a graduate student as extremely productive as Jie Han, even if he couldn't stay at the hospital for clinical work later, Zhongnan Hospital would also consider giving someone like Jie Han, who was proficient in research, a specially set up laboratory.

As the senior brother, Fang Ziye replied first: "Master, to say there's absolutely none would be somewhat hypocritical."

"But to say this situation is completely unreasonable, that can't be said either. After all, our country's medical-related technology is still in the primary stage. Not to mention in clinical practice, many surgical instruments are foreign."

"Just the many reagents, materials, etc. in the laboratory are also all dependent on imports. If we all don't do research, then this situation can never be changed."

Take PBS buffer for example; its translated name is phosphate buffered saline, but why is it called PBS?

This is just like the Tao Te Ching; even translated into English, it's still called the Tao Te Ching.

It will be engraved from the bones with the pride unique to a nation.

Yuan Weihong said: "That's about the meaning. Because every teaching hospital has a dream of being an academic leading hospital, and every teaching department also has a dream of rushing for first place."

"Whether it's city-level best, provincial-level best, or nationwide best..."

"Without doing original work, we can only forever follow others' steps. Current Eastern Han, the medical industry's development has reached a blowout period."

"Mid-level technical talents, our country currently doesn't lack much. Some surgeries, in purely operational terms, many of our country's professors are not worse than foreign professors, but foreign medical quality can develop better than ours."

"What this relies on is research. Must push forward, must walk the frontier."

"Just like doing academics, if our few people's character explodes and we tinker out a little bit of something, then we're formidable. Our team has such expectations for our team."

"And teaching hospitals are the same. Whichever department's talent, or whichever team's ancestral grave smokes green smoke, tinkers out something with strong shock value, then that department prospers, and the hospital also follows to eat the dividends."

"Therefore, under such a situation, we must transform Eastern Han operation into Eastern Han creation. Just like Eastern Han manufacturing transforming into Eastern Han creation."

"So don't complain about the big environment. Understand?" Yuan Weihong explained this to the two students.

People must have dreams, teams must have them, hospitals must have them, universities must have them, and the country likewise must have them.

If Eastern Han forever walks purely the technical route, pushing all existing disease types' treatments to the utmost, but if you can't catch up in academics and research, maybe by the time you catch up to existing surgical techniques, new techniques will appear again, new drugs will appear again...

But these are far from Fang Ziye, even farther from Jie Han.

Jie Han at this moment opened two mineral water bottle caps and handed them one by one to the teacher and senior brother.

After receiving it, Fang Ziye first said thanks, then looked at Yuan Weihong and said: "Master, so we, just based on, being able to do a little bit of something others haven't done, different things, different pathways, just go do it first."

"At least first master well the method of how to prove you can walk faster than others, is that the meaning?"

Research isn't high and lofty; it's very down-to-earth, but research is also extremely cruel.

Not to mention one in ten thousand, even an era, all research done by all people, all are empty foam, without any substantive advancement meaning.

Whether doctor or master, the papers written, can they really push dramatic change in the academic world?

Impossible!

Those pathways done are also impossible!

And the reason for doing this, doing new things others haven't done, is a supplement to the academic world's temporary ignorance and inaction, and in this supplement process, incidentally master the methodology and tools that, if one's character explodes, can prove one's breakthrough is very meaningful.

Otherwise, even if you tinker out something remarkable, you have no way to prove it, no way to dialogue with the world, isn't that bullshitting?

In the laboratory, some basic methods of cell processing and interpretation of results are text, are such a dialogue material, and academic papers are a tool for dialoguing with the world, a window, a mobile phone that can send messages to others.

You want to send messages, first you must recognize characters, then you must know how to use a mobile phone.

"Yes, so you see, in the laboratory, many people are doing this confusedly. Do a little more is a little, at least prove you've mastered these methods, and did things no one in this world has done, this is your contribution to the academic world."

"Proving true and proving false are both a kind of contribution, can avoid others taking detours, and can let other researchers skip this step, walk the straight road."

"Walking forward step by step like this, maybe you push open a door, step by step, if you really immerse yourselves in it, this is actually a very enjoyable process, not that boring..." Yuan Weihong lit a cigarette, finished speaking, took a puff, mood relaxed.

Looking at Fang Ziye and Jie Han, it was as if an old mother hen leading two little chicks, herself running in front. Two little chicks, ignorant but full of curiosity about the whole world, running behind, walking not too steady, some staggering, but growing.

Such a process is also something not experienced before becoming a teacher.

The world is big, I just opened the window, so must lead them on the road to opening the window, let the two people see this world.

This is the teacher's meaning.

Jie Han at this moment asked: "Master, then will I have a chance to study for a doctorate later? Our class although expanded enrollment, competition is also big. If at that time our department's doctoral quota is still only six, then it's n to one."

"You ah?"

"You have to see if your senior brother gives force. If you and your senior brother together can do out a few more basic research directions, then at that time it won't be a matter of whether you want to study for a doctorate at Zhongnan Hospital." Yuan Weihong rolled his eyes.

You just want to be praised a bit, praise it is, doesn't cost money.

(Chapter End)